The Rejected Alpha

Chapter 96

After what felt like hours spent in silence, just letting all this new information sink in, Damon finally spoke up.

"Full moon?"

There was a pause.

"They can use a full moon?"

Another long dread-filled pause.

"That can be anytime at all. It could have even been tonight." He was getting angry, agitated.
At whom, I wasn't exactly sure.

"I understand this, Alpha. Which is why I had to let you know as soon as I could. We have to be very careful now." She ended her statement, her eyes fixed on me.

Me, who still stood quietly trying to understand what all this meant now.

I had no time.

There might be absolutely no time left for me.
What do we do?

What do I do?

I have to do something.

They've struck fear into me for so long and stolen so much of me, my time, my wolf, my happiness.

All to further some sick twisted motive.

No.

I am not going to let those people hunt me down and use me for whatever they want.
Use me as a pawn in their grand scheme of wicked intentions.

Where does it even end?

Will it ever end?

No.

I am not their prey.

My wolf growled in agreement.

I am a predator.
Suddenly, all I could see was red. I was getting agitated. Mad even.
I didn't notice it at first, but once my chest started heaving up and down, I realised I was breathing hard. Way too hard.

"Fascinating." A voice brought me out of my inner thoughts.

"What?" I asked, my eyes moving to Sorayah as I was brought out of my thoughts, the feelings of rage still burning silently within me.  

"Your eyes, they shine like the rays of the sun. Is that your wolf?" Sorayah asked, looking at me with some sort of amazement.

Evelyn and Damon had also turned to look at me after Sorayah's comment, at which point I realised I must have gotten so riled up my eyes were beginning to glow.

And the glowing moonstone seemed to fuel my energy to the point that in my anger, I felt like going on a rampage.

I am not going to be anyone's sacrifice.
They will not take away my joy from me.

I won't let them.

Damon turned fully towards me, pulling me into him a bit, just holding me, and I could feel myself relax a little.

I wasn't losing any of my resolve, mind you, but he was just calming me down and steadying my breaths and my slightly shaking form. My shaking form that I hadn't even noticed up until now.

It nearly felt like I was oozing rage.
Again, I wasn't sure where all this anger came from, so suddenly but I liked it. I didn't like being scared. I didn't like the way the feeling of uncertainty made me anxious. I preferred this. I wanted to be angry. With anger, I could fight back, fear would only make me cower.

After I had considerably calmed down, Damon pressed a light kiss on my forehead and then held the sides of my face, looking me straight in my eyes.
His stare was intense, as I'm sure mine was as well.
Like we were having a private conversation through our locked gazes.
"We are going to get through this, okay? We will find a way."